Mom even set the self timer and took a picture of the three of us with mom in the middle.
Then I heard her say again, if you like I could paint your toes.
Tracy and I swam for the next hour or so and then I got out and went inside, I through my bikini in the dryer and took a quick shower.
People online seemed to find each other replaceable, probably because we all were replaceable—swipe one of us away and a new one would grow in our place.